We see a Train. A ferocious train is coming against the Lovers. We see the Lovers urging to love. We see a table. We see flowers on the table, plus two wine goblets. We see a waiter, a lovely woman and a man. We see physical and emotional regression, typical of any lover’s discourse. Time is undesirable, space is invisible. Their agony is seen through the train track. We hear the train coming. We hear the Lovers laughing. We smell the Lovers desire. We smell the blood coming. A ferocious trains is coming and we hear the vacuum. We all touches the vacuum. The Lover, who really loves is lost already, We see the train coming, except one of the Lovers.